This emotion called contempt made Li Yuanqiao really unhappy, but he saw the lion in front of him, although he had become smaller, he was still taller than himself.

......

Li Yuanqiao felt that he should think about it.

However, the posture of the lion soul really made Li Yuanqiao unbearable. crossed his legs, and pointed his nostrils towards Li Yuanqiao, looking bullish...... The feeling of being angry.

The point is that this lion, even if it is just a lion soul, will cross Erlang's legs, who can stand this. After thinking about it slightly, Li Yuanqiao rushed straight towards it.

However, when Li Yuanqiao was about to approach it, Li Yuanqiao's afterglow was seen. Seeing that the lion soul was actually laughing, yes, it was the kind of wicked smile with a slight upturn at the corner of the mouth, and then one or two teeth were exposed.

After seeing this faint smile, Li Yuanqiao was puzzled, so he slowed down. With a sword in both hands, he looked vigilantly at the smiling lion soul.

However, after a long time, nothing happened.

Li Yuanqiao felt as if he understood something, and he felt as if he had been tricked.

This feeling is actually not good, because I am a human being, and it is just a soul, the soul of a lion. This alone is enough for Li Yuanqiao to have the mentality of killing it.

Li Yuanqiao roared, waved his sword with both hands, and ran towards the lion soul.

However, the lion soul didn't make any moves, just dodged Li Yuanqiao's attack with a slight dodge. And after Li Yuanqiao was stabbed into the air, he turned around and looked at it, staring fiercely at the lion soul.

Gradually, Li Yuanqiao's eyes actually began to turn red, becoming bloodthirsty and violent.

It's all this lion, and if it weren't for it, how could I have been in that strange place for so long? If it weren't for this lion, how could I have moved that big rock? If it weren't for it, I might have been on my way to rescue Uncle Cong by now.

These thoughts rushed to Li Yuanqiao's heart, making his eyes redder and more terrifying.

And the lion soul didn't seem to have much novelty about this scene, but the originally wide mouth of the blood basin closed slightly, but the message opened up again.

"It's all you who hurt me, it's all you who hurt me. Li Yuanqiao's mouth kept whispering these words, but then he began to roar, and then he actually screamed.

The sword in his hand began to become undisciplined. Everything became crazy, and Li Yuanqiao looked at everything in front of him as if it was an enemy, a sand and a tree, a wind and a dust, all enemies. So, the sword in his hand began to cut the heavens and the earth.

However, he could not split anything, only the air whirring. All he could do was look at the enemies that were hiding in the air, and then split them with all his might.

Finally, after a long time of chopping, Li Yuanqiao gasped for breath and used his sword as a crutch to support his body. In this way, I can restore a trace of physical strength and spirit to my body.

While Li Yuanqiao was gasping, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings. Until, he glanced at the lion spirit.

Li Yuanqiao felt that he had seen a lot of people, Bai Bingling, Li Yunfei, Li Qiufan, Li Liufei, Li Haifan, Li Yuqiao, Lin Hai...... Standing densely in front of him. When Li Yuanqiao saw Bai Bingling, Li Yunfei and Li Qiufan, he was still quite happy, but when he saw the others, Li Yuanqiao's expression stiffened.

Even his eyes, which had almost returned to their original state just now, had become red at this time. Li Yuanqiao's breathing became rapid, and the sword in his hand was actually trembling.

However, Li Yuanqiao rushed over, not caring about anything else, not caring about all the dangers in front of him.

The sword in his hand grew faster and faster, and no one could even see its shadow. Li Yuanqiao's red eyes just now were as if they were stained with blood, bright and demonic.

Li Yuanqiao looked at the people in front of him, slashing with a sword, a sword, and another sword.

Each sword can smash the figure in front of him.

However, Li Yuanqiao looked at the people in front of him, and every time he was split by himself, he actually gathered again like smoke. Moreover, one figure after another was getting closer and closer to Li Yuanqiao, and they surrounded Li Yuanqiao, their hands stiffly facing Li Yuanqiao.

"Go away, go away, go away. Li Yuanqiao kept shouting, the sword in his hand became more and more powerful, and the sound made when the air was cut became louder and louder.

Those figures naturally didn't listen to Li Yuanqiao's words, and they kept walking towards Li Yuanqiao. Slow and stiff steps, like walking corpses.

Li Yuanqiao kept swinging the sword in his hand, even now, he felt that he was so weak that he couldn't even lift his eyelids. However, the sword in his hand was still waving.

In fact, now, when Li Yuanqiao didn't find it, the lion standing far away moved.

Its lion eyes kept sparkling, as if it was thinking about something. Suddenly, it stepped out, and the world seemed to be frozen. Everything seemed to have stopped moving, and the figures were like sand dunes blown by the wind, fluttering, blown away, blown away, and vanished.

The lion soul walked slowly, step by step in front of Li Yuanqiao.

It stretched out a paw and used one of its fingers to point at Li Yuanqiao's forehead. Suddenly, the claw seemed to be on the calm water. The surrounding space was shaken, and circles of ripples continued to spread, colliding with each other.

Li Yuanqiao felt as if he had fallen into those glues and couldn't move. But he saw the lion, and he saw that it was still moving. The red in Li Yuanqiao's eyes also changed back to the color of black pupils because his strength had just been exhausted.

He watched the lion soul's claw on his forehead, and he felt like he was really going to fail. It seems that the fate of the Lion King Sword has really not arrived, and I can really only regret that I can't get this Lion King Sword.

Li Yuanqiao watched the claw get closer and closer, he wanted to close his eyes, he wanted to escape from all this, to escape from this feeling of death.

However, he could not do it, because he could not move at all.

I don't know how long it took, but in Li Yuanqiao's eyes, the claws like a death sickle finally touched his forehead. He was ready to fail, and even, Li Yuanqiao was ready to accept Qiqi's ridicule.

However, a picture suddenly flashed in front of Li Yuanqiao's eyes. It's just that this picture can be changed.

Li Yuanqiao saw a boy wearing only a tattered dress, but he was holding a steamed bun in his hand. It's just that even this steamed bun has already been frozen, and it looks like a stone.

It's a place of ice and snow, and he's a lion cub.

The boy spotted himself in the snow and ice, and ran up to him, pinching his face gently. When he realized that he was not dead, the boy smiled happily and raised the steamed bun in his hand, as if to ask himself if he wanted to.

Before he could answer, the boy had already tore open the cold, stiff steamed bun like a stone with his own hands, and tore it into small pieces and put them in his mouth.

Li Yuanqiao felt extremely weak, so weak that he didn't even have the ability to chew the steamed buns in his mouth.

When the boy saw it, he directly found two stones in the ice and snow, one for steamed buns and one for smashing steamed buns.

Even in Li Yuanqiao's opinion, the boy was very thin, but he still quickly smashed the steamed buns into smaller pieces than before. Then use a bag of your own clothes and put them in your clothes.

Li Yuanqiao smiled, thinking that he couldn't even feed himself, how could he waste this steamed bun to save himself?

However, Li Yuanqiao found that he was wrong.

The boy's body was obviously infected by those cold steamed buns, and he kept shaking. After a long time, he smiled, and he opened the clothes containing the broken pieces of steamed buns, and fed the steamed buns inside, which had become much softer, into his mouth.

Li Yuanqiao was stunned, he finally understood why the boy did not leave, but sat next to him. It turned out that it was to wait for his body temperature to make those steamed buns hard.

Li Yuanqiao slowly swallowed the steamed buns, and then fell asleep weakly.

Li Yuanqiao seemed to have heard what the boy said, saying that his name was Xiang Yu.

If you heard it right, then he is Xiang Yu.